[It was a tiny place compared to a lot of the houses closer to the roads. But it was a hell of a lot bigger than her childhood home. To Mikasa, this place was peak luxury.

And Styx. You have now got a friend for life, Because Tater is happily wiggling into and onto the hands. Clambering about, sniffing and licking. The barking stopping as the pup was distracted. Only pausing his wiggles when he heard Mikasa hum.]

Maybe. I'm not sure about dresses for winter, but they'll need clothes once the snow melts. [With that, she began arranging the fabric. Putting the heavier stuff in piles. Lifting her head when a thought occurs to her.] Have you gotten a coat yet? The winters here are pretty bad. Like the north.